Sanctity ( A Poem By James J )

Your hands open like flowers

Your eyes flutter like the breeze

Your hair sways like the leaves

Your mouth moves like the tide 

 

My heart is made of stone

My feet are rooted in the ground

My arms are bound by vines

My head is filled with mud

 

From the cracks in my heart flowers grow

From the roots in my feet the wind moves me

From the vines on my arms your leaves dance

From the tide of your lips the mud is washed away